Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4291 Birthday Congratulations

"Ah, so it's Qing'er's birthday? No wonder it's so lively." Mrs. Liu suddenly smiled.

"Fourth Aunt came here in a hurry. I didn't know it was your birthday, and I didn't have time to prepare anything. Then Fourth Aunt will say a few good words to bless you. It just so happened that I went to Liujia Village to pay New Year's greetings and listened to two performances two days ago! "

"That's really great. Come on, fourth sibling, sit down and talk." Mrs. Sun hurriedly beckoned Mrs. Liu to sit down.

Liu said: "Qing'er is the birthday star today, I want to sit beside Qing'er and sing to her face to face!"

Yang Ruoqing was in a good mood today, and she did not refuse Liu's request.

She patted the empty stool beside her, "Come on, fourth aunt, I'd like to prick up my ears to listen to what good things you say next, and learn from it, hahaha..."

Liu looked at Yang Ruoqing with a smile, and said, "Sure, then you have to listen to every word carefully, it's not in vain."

"En." Yang Ruoqing nodded with a smile, without thinking about anything else.

And when Luo Fengtang heard Liu Shi's last words, he who was talking to Xiao An in a low voice, couldn't help but glance at Liu Shi.

I saw that Mrs. Liu was already sitting there with a straight posture, raising her hand to pinch her throat, clearing her throat.

Luo Fengtang looked away, maybe he was a little sensitive.

Here, Mrs. Liu suddenly shook her head, swung her sleeves, raised her head and said two sharp notes: "Huh~ah!"

"Oh my god, you scared me!" Yang Ruoqing rubbed her chest, her eyes widened.

To be honest, I was really scared by Mrs. Liu just now.

Mrs. Liu chuckled, and said, "No, you have to open your voice before singing. Please forgive me!"

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to take a deep breath, and supported the table again to sit still.

Xiaoduo also snickered, touched Xiaohua, and said in a low voice: "Hurry up and support the table, don't be scared and slide under the table when Fourth Aunt opens her mouth later!"

Xiaohua can't laugh or cry.

Here, after Liu sang a few times, he really sang like the people on the stage, singing in a rhythmic tone:
"Happy birthday.

The birthday is Baiqianchun.

There will be an elegant banquet, and there will be relatives in the painting hall.

The big country is sealed with a tin letter, and the jade color is covered with silk.

Thank you for your kindness.

Looking at Jiuzhong, worshiping Yaoyun in the sky.

Today's birthday, the number of birthdays is better than Song Chun.

Pour fine wine, sincerely like a man in the moon.

There is a sound of sandalwood board movement, and a stick of incense is burned.

Pray to the gods.

I hope that every year today, happiness will grow and new. "

At the end, Liu slanted towards Yang Ruoqing's 'eyes', stretched the end tune, and said "Huh~ya~ya~ya~dang..."

Draw a perfect movement.

After Mrs. Liu finished singing, the main room suddenly became quiet and no one spoke.

Of course, because Feng'er and Luo Baobao were concentrating on playing with toys nearby, they didn't pay attention to what happened here.

All the adults here were quiet, and they all looked at Mrs. Liu in surprise, Da'an squinted his eyes, as if thinking about something.

Luo Fengtang's eyes were pondering.

Xiaohua and Xiaoduo looked at each other in blank amazement.

Even Yang Ruoqing could not believe it.

"Fourth Aunt, where did you hear the birthday poem just now? This poem is really well written, and it sounds like it was written by someone with a university education." Yang Ruoqing praised.

"Also, Fourth Aunt, you have a good memory. I don't know if this is the whole poem, or you just sang part of it,"

"However, as long as you sing so much, it's already very good! Word by word, it really fits the occasion, I like it very much, thank you!" Yang Ruoqing said sincerely.

Liu Shi's singing tonight really changed Yang Ruoqing's view of Liu Shi.

Mrs. Liu was grinning, she usually liked talking the most, and she could float to the sky with just a few compliments from others, but it was rare for her not to talk at this moment.

Instead, I forgave this topic and went to talk to Mrs. Sun about other things...

"Uncle, are you asleep?"

Luo Baobao's voice suddenly sounded.

Because of her words, they couldn't help but look at Da'an, and they really saw Da'an sitting there with his eyes slightly squinted, and his body was gently swinging back and forth rhythmically.

Hey, let alone, he really looks like he is dozing off!

"Da'an, if you're sleepy, go back to your room to rest. Anyway, it's getting late, and your brother-in-law and I plan to take our daughter back." Yang Ruoqing said.

Daan shook his head and opened his eyes.

There was clarity in those eyes, and there was not a trace of sleepiness in them.

"Sister, I'm not sleepy at all. I just squinted my eyes to reminisce about the birthday poem my aunt sang." Da'an said.

"I'm curious which opera this is from. I've never heard of it before. I've gone through it in my mind before. I plan to go back to the house later and write this poem on paper with a pen and paper. If you savor it carefully, it will have its own flavor.”

Hearing Da'an's words, Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"For the same thing, the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom. I only heard the joy, but you can appreciate it, haha, not bad." Yang Ruoqing said.

The big guys sat at Yang Huazhong's house for a while, and Yang Ruoqing's family of three left early.

Because Luo Baobao started to feel sleepy, his eyelids were fighting, and his head drooped on his shoulders.

……

In the dormitory, Yang Ruoqing was sitting in front of the dressing table, facing the bronze mirror, unraveling the bun on her head and taking off the earrings on her ears.

Today is her birthday, so she put on a little powder today and dressed herself up.

At this moment, she was humming a little song in a good mood, undoing her hair, her feet were still placed in a wooden basin, and the insteps were covered with veils.

Don't be too comfortable~
Luo Fengtang came from behind, put his hands on the dressing table in front of her, bent slightly and followed her to look at the woman in the bronze mirror.

"Which family's little lady is this? She was born so romantic and beautiful, with a pair of phoenix eyes looking forward to shine..."

"Pfft!"

Yang Ruoqing immediately laughed.

She turned her head to look at him, and raised her hand to lightly poke his chest.

"Hey, haven't you heard enough of my fourth aunt's drama before? Can you still talk properly?" She asked with a smile.

Luo Fengtang also grinned, tightened his arms to wrap her in his arms, put his face against hers, and looked into the mirror together.

"My wife is so pretty." He sighed, his chest rising and falling rhythmically.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips, raised her hand to caress his handsome side face, and said softly: "A woman is one who pleases herself, as long as you think I look good, I will be happy."

It's not in vain today to apply makeup on the face, draw eyebrows, apply blush and lip gloss and so on.

Luo Fengtang grabbed her hand, put it on his lips and kissed it forcefully, looked at her deeply, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you happy today?"

(End of this chapter)